The Flash: Green Arrow's Perfect Shot (Crossover Crisis No. 1)
CHRONOCRAFT DESIGNATED WR-2055 THE WAVERIDER STATUS IN THE TEMPORAL ZONE Sara Lance The White Canary blinked in surprise as Ray Palmer burst onto the bridge of the Waverider waving his hands excitedly Wake up he yelled Wake up The Legends a ragtag group of time travelers charged with monitoring and protecting Time itself weren’t currently on a mission Sara was in charge of the team as in charge as she could be considering the Legends resistance to order but this was downtime so she was lounging having swapped out her white leather combat togs for a more comfortable and loose-fitting set of relaxation wear from the year 2190 Her dirty-blonde hair spilled over her shoulders and those same shoulders were actually loose for once not taut and tense Now her shoulders bunched a tiny bit at Ray’s intrusion into her peace and quiet I wasn’t asleep Sara said irritably gesturing for Ray to calm down She hadn’t been sleeping in the captain’s chair but she had been so deep in thought that Ray had managed to enter the bridge before she could react Not good He was a friend not a foe but she prided herself on her constant awareness her inability to be ambushed The training that she’d endured at the hands of the League of Assassins had left scars both physical and emotional but one of the benefits to the tutelage of a secret society of ninjas was that you were rarely sneaked up on Wake up anyway Ray cried Off-mission he wore stonewashed jeans and a T-shirt from the Rolling Stones Steel Wheels tour kickoff at Toad’s Place in 1989 Gideon Show her that stuff we were just looking at
